“To preserve food, we must understand the variations that exist for each type of product, I mean, the meat won’t be preserved the same as a fruit or a vegetable in the refrigerator and in the same way a different technique would be used with fish or another white meat, and keeping each food properly packaged and separated from each other to prevent contamination.”
I watched the class taking notes as I developed today's class.
“Could someone name a food preservation method?” I asked noticing how the twenty heads before me rose like a spring and looked at me with fear.
Yep, I tended to have that effect when I taught my classes, for a reason my cooking school was one of the most respected in the state.
The Gordon Ramsay of the culinary school.
“Come on, guys, it's not a difficult subject. Every day we employ at least one method at home... James?” I fixed my gaze on the youngest student which was te
"This would be the last,” Mickey said, putting the box beside me."Thank you,” I mumbled still looking around me feeling out of place."I saw you didn't bring your guitar.""I don't think the guys would appreciate the idea of me playing it at three in the morning."“Now you can play early, you’ll have more free time...”I took a quick look at the pile of boxes that rested the most innocent to my left. There really weren't many, it was clothes more than anything, and shoes and makeup, but what my belongings packed there meant was causing me great anxiety.“Are you sure you want to do this?” Mick questioned behind me with his hands on my shoulders. "No one would blame you if you left everything as it is."“I would.”I pulled away with a sigh and took one last look at the apartment before heading to the elevator."Mark wasn't kidding about the place being furnished, hu
The three of us watched in silence as Eva hurried away with Mickey until she disappeared through the dividing doors and then we saw each other again without knowing how to proceed."Hmm, okay, what just happened?” The man who just arrived questioned."Miss Brooks and I were talking about the case when her fiancé arrived unexpectedly,” the tadpole that moments ago had taken Eva's hand in his began to say.Said hand was now shaking visibly thanks to the fact that its owner didn’t take his eyes off me."My client and his... fiancé,” the other guy started looking at me for a second before continuing to talk to the other. “Not long ago decided to change the status of their relationship.”I watched the man in question feeling a bit unsettled by what I saw.It was the same man who had hugged and kissed Eva the day she had broken up with me and oh yes, I felt completely confident in
In my very well lived thirty-seven years, I have never had a fit of jealousy.N.E.V.E.RHad I been the recipient of attacks of jealousy? Ugh, of course. I could even accept that not only did I received jealousy from the women I dated because more than one had given me a nice and painful punch to the nose, I had received at least a dozen slaps and I think my head was the recipient of more than one high heel.And when I finally become interested enough in a woman to make her jealous?I was ignored.Totally, and completely ignored by her.I had wandered whenever I could with every woman who came at me in front of her nose, and although I could notice certain changes in her features, I didn’t get the reaction I wanted from her.Ah, but that wasn’t all, no.The worst of all was that when I barely see said woman being touched by an insignificant man... boom! Jealousy attack in sight.And what had my first jealousy
"Good morning, miss, how’s your morning?" "Too early for my taste,” I replied to the doorman with a fake smile as I put my hands into the black leather jacket I was wearing. The poor man was just being nice to me, it wasn’t his fault that my fiancé demanded me last night before he left to wait for him at the front door of the building at nine in the morning to deliver the documents that Matt had demanded of us. You noticed I referred to him as fiancé, right? Louis requested me to refer to him like that; at least until we were married. Then he would be my husband. The strangest of all? He seemed calm about all this, me? Not so much. I had always appreciated my freedom, not having to explain anything to anyone and doing whatever I wanted was something I loved, now? I would have to live with a complete stranger to get the power of my two godchildren. Yes, Louis was a complete stranger to me, because the fact that we were f
"You can do this,” I said to my reflection, "You’re strong, determined and you will be independent again, maybe not in a few months, but in a few years."I finished putting on the gold earrings and decided to remove the rest of the piercings from my ears.They wouldn’t be seen because the loose hair would be covering them anyway.I’ve put on my septum with fake diamonds I only wore on special occasions and stepped back to look myself up and down one last time.I looked... like a bride not at all determined to be one and the subtle makeup I had chosen helped to accentuate the panic in my eyes.The rest? I looked like a heart attack.To be something not serious at all, Louis had taken the subject of the wedding very serious; He’d taken me shopping on Fifth Avenue where he dragged me from store to store until we found the dress that, according to him, was perfect for me.Said dress was white and reached belo
“Hmm.”I reached out looking for her without success as her side of the bed was empty.“Eva?”I looked at the darkened room with my eyes narrowed in sleep and realized that I was alone, which made me get up to look for my new wife when I saw it wasn’t even three in the morning.Dammed woman.After the sex-marathon we had through until midnight, I’d have thought she wouldn’t have the strength to get up for the rest of the night, but apparently, I was wrong.I rubbed my eyes hard with the palms of my hands as I walked down the hall to the living room and stopped short as soon as I saw her.There she was, lying across the modular sofa with her laptop resting on her stomach, looking focused on whatever she was doing.But that wasn't what had stopped me; Sansa was at her side being caressed by my wife's free hand.I approached without being able to avoid it and I noticed that she tens
"It's okay, Aiden. Sansa’s not going to do anything to you,” Eva explained as she tried to get him off her back.“What's that?” He asked without leaving his place, although following us out of the elevator."That's a dog, and her name is Sansa,” I answered seeing that Milena looked at my pet with curiosity, so I bent down for her to get a better look.At least the girl was curious.“Get her away from that!” Aiden exclaimed taking the baby out of my arms and making her start crying and Sansa barking again thinking they were playing with her.Yes. I recognized my dog's barks.I looked at Eva not knowing what the hell was going on with the boy and shut the dog down with a signal, leaving us only with Milena crying and Aiden breathing hard as he walked back to the elevator without taking his eyes off Sansa.
“What is it, darling?” Eva asked, her eyes inquisitive as we turned to him."Nothing,” he murmured solemn before stretching his arms towards the baby, "I’ll bathe her, that's my job."“Your work?” Eva asked confused. "Aiden, your job is to do well in class and keep your room clean, children are adults’ job, darling."Aiden looked away swallowing hard before lowering his arms."Elisa always made it clear that my job was to take care of my sister,” he muttered uncomfortably."Well, you don't have to take care of anything but yourself, boy,” I replied patting him on the shoulder, trying to take the weight off the issue. "What do you think if we go to the bathroom and you explain how you do it, okay?"He nodded swallowing hard and followed us into the bathroom.As we entered the bathroom t